” I said as I walked in to find her in front of the stove.She was wearing an old threadbare night shirt that was a couple of sizes too small for her.... It barely covered her ass and on top hung from her tits like they were coat hooks. I could feel my cock start to twitch.“Good morning daddy!” She said happily. “I hope you’re ready for some bacon and eggs.”“I’m famished honey, bring it on.” I replied.She prepared a plate for both of us and sat down on the opposite side of the small kitchen table. Chenal wanted to be fucked right then and there and Julian wasn’t about to pass up another opportunity. Julian walked over to Chenal, put her on the counter ,and started kissing her. While he was kissing her Chenal had took off his shirt while he took his pants and underwear off. Julian really wanted his dick sucked and she was the best whoever sucked him. Chenal got on her knees right in front of him. She wasted no time while she was sucked him. She started by licking the head of his dick. As soon as she went, I was up the stairs, standing at her bedroom door. I took a deep breath and opened the door, I had never seen inside her room. A large double bed, beautifully made with a cream silk covered duvet sat in the centre of the opposite wall from the door. To the right was a large wooden wardrobe, to the left a large matching chest of drawers. There was a random high backed chair by the bay window and 2 bedside cabinet, it look sparse but very classy, my aunt liked expensive. Maybe a year. But they had kept in touch and had become quite good friends since his letter. Now she was thinking about him again. He was still good looking, extremely sexy. She remembered kissing him during their brief romance. Before Ryan. She remembered the time he had kissed her when she had been with Ryan, remembering what his lips felt like against hers.She thought about having sex with him. She tried to picture them in her bed. God she wanted him. God, she was horny. This was the longest.